Daisy Grant chuckled, her eyes filled with pain not seen by Dawn Sutherland. She feigned a casual tease in her voice: "Whoever marries a gentle man like my brother in the future is definitely the happiest woman in the world."
Unfortunately, the one who gets to be with him won't be me, Daisy Grant.
Dawn Sutherland smiled faintly and said nothing.
Daisy gazed toward the east, a subtle smile on her lips, but her eyes were sad and distant.
"Brother, I really miss our childhood. I remember when I was in elementary school, a boy in our class bullied me, and you blocked him at the school gate to vent my anger, giving him a good beating."
"When I was seven, I fell seriously ill, and every day after class, you came to my classroom to make sure I took my medicine, sneaking me two of my favorite toffees."
"At eight, I told you I liked birds, and you climbed up a tree to fetch one from a nest for me, but unfortunately, you didn't get the bird and fell, hurting your arm instead."
